Another Amy’s World

Hi all. Time is ticking so quickly around here lately. Seems like my children are growing before my very eyes. Like my mother in law always says, we need to put a brick on their heads. If only that would work.

It’s been an eventful week around here. Last Friday night my family and I were about to pull in our drive when we saw one of our cats ran over in the road. So we drove past and sure enough, it was Donald our orange kitty that showed up about 6 or 8 months ago on our doorstep. None of our cats are indoor cats. My youngest is allergic. But that doesn’t keep our girls from loving them and caring for them outside. We even have a kitty door for them on our pole barn door.

My Abigail, 11yrs old, cried her heart out. I mean the kind of cry we’ve all may have experienced when first hearing of a lost loved one. The repeated, “No, not Donald. Why Donald?” Can you relate? I surely can. All the while we were riding and I could not climb in back and hug the child.

My husband went and got the cat and we buried her. We had a small funeral. Spoke some things and told some good memories. I was at a loss during this part. This was something that was never done for  my sister and I growing up. It was all my husband who dug the hole, encouraged the girls to step over and told them to speak of some good memories. He said he believes his mom taught him and his brothers this. I don’t doubt it.

I stood there thinking although my daughter’s heart was breaking, she was still very blessed to be in the family she is in.

The funny stories, you ask? Well my husband thought he was clever in naming the only boy on our property, Donald. After Trump, his hero. And The cat was orange just like trump. It was a win, win. Just one problem. See Donald showed up pregnant one day a few weeks ago. Undeniably pregnant. So all of this time we thought what we saw several months ago was evidence of a young boy kitten, was really not evidence at all.

But the cat came to Donald, so we kept it Donald. Lol…we started saying she instead of he. We’d giggle and tell our story to anyone who would to listen. She did have her kittens the weekend of April 9th. We could not find the kittens. Our guess was they were across the street. An hour after burying Donald, the neighbors came to our door to tell us they found kittens under some steps they just pulled out in order to put in a deck. 5 kittens. We also have one other cat who had kittens cpl weeks older. We introduced her to Donald’s kittens that very night and she nursed them. Just simply laid down and let them nurse. All the while she licked their heads and smelled them all.

My husband was amazed that the cat wasn’t scared off by the different scent than her own babies. He said look at this cat giving of herself more than some moms out in the world. Does make you wonder…She is now nursing 9 babies. Anyone need a kitten?

This did make Abigail happy, but the absence of Donald was still very hard on her. Sometimes I want to say, “It’s only a cat!” But I refrain because it was more than a cat to her.

I know what it is that makes Abigail so sad. She and I are alot alike. She never did trust being around animals much. Sure, she held cats and the such as an early child. As she grew she became frightened toward many animals. See with animals I tend to think to myself, you really just don’t know what an animal will do next. Yes I know many of you think, that’s silly, animals can be trained. Sometimes though fear can overtake the mind.

So when abigail got up the nerve to pick up a chicken, she automatically named it Bessie. When we brought home one of the cats we have now, Abigail’s fear of animals changed overnight. She was bold to pick up the cats now. And sometimes she would get scratched and her feelings would get hurt, but she would try again. See once she faced her fears, she became so proud of herself. So when she developed a friendship with Donald it was much more than that to her. It was and still is this treasure she found in herself to actually enjoy an animal.

It’s been a week now and she is doing better. We went to a small outing at the library where they had a couple horses the children could ride. A local Amish man brought his horse and buggy as well. I was so proud to see Abigail get in that horse. The first time she only got up and sat in the horse. When she got down she realized that she really needed to ride the horse as well. They allowed her a second time to be led around a few turns. I am so proud of her.

If you have a fear, think of Abigail and try to overcome it bit by bit.

33 Replies to “Another Amy’s World”

    1. Hey Vanessa…I’m going to be done with an afghan in a few weeks. I’m wondering if you could give me some pointers on how to get a good shot of it. It’s pretty versatile and the stitches need to be seen. I’ll email you a pic of what I’ve got so far

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  1. Isn’t it amazing what a big part animals play in our childhood memories? Mine are filled with dogs, cats, birds, hamsters, rabbits, squirrels, chameleons, tropical fish, guinea pigs… My mom used to refer to our house as “the menagerie.” 😉

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  2. Poor Donald! Now that sounds like my cat named Charlie! I thought it was a boy, but turned out a girl. Sure glad I named it that! I’m glad your kiddos have you as a mom to help them face their fears! They are so blessed! 💜

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      1. Yes! Same here! 😂 It’s easy to do, especially with young kittens. My cat was a Persian stray with lots of hair that covered everything. 😂 By the time I had tamed her, I realized my mistake!

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  3. I love how you and Hubby know the Truth, and the Truth has set you free; therefore, you are able to deal with your children in freedom, and they are raised in agape love.
    OMG, those kitties are CUTE! I visit a family with 8 kids once a week, and their cat just had kitties, too. Very cuddly.

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          1. It REALLY is! 😁
            Thanks for catching us up, I like reading about you.
            I can’t believe how BUSY things get every once in a while – I’m sure it’s the same with you. I just hosted a Prayer Journal Workshop because I’m fired up about my prayer journal. I’ll be posting about it pretty soon. 🤩 I love it!

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  4. I’m sorry to hear about Donald. I love cats. It is a great loss even though she was an animal. God so loves His animals as well. All creation was created for His pleasure. (Rev. 4:11). I had to put my 17 yr old Shiloh down a year ago on May 1. I still miss her to this day. She was my lap cat. Our other female cat, Emily, when she was a kitten, had bonded with my husband.
    I was taught by my Pastor that it is written in Isaiah that we will be reunited with all our loved ones, even our pets. So if you feel comfortable in sharing this with your daughter, and she’s old enough to understand, it may encourage her she’ll see Donald again. Nothing is impossible with our God. May Gods love surround her as she moves through her grief. ❤🐈

    Here’s the scripture.
    “Isaiah 11:6 – The wolf also shall dwell with the lamb, and the leopard shall lie down with the kid; and the calf and the young lion and the fatling together; and a little child shall lead them.” Where else could this be but in heaven, the new earth.

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